In the meantime, Mohsin who had already entered into the void with the intention of escaping felt a majestic power of rules scanning over him.The next moment, the void shattered into pieces and he got dumped out of the void.Mohsin was shocked. "This— this is the rules of space. How is that possible?"The rules of space were among the top ten rules that were the most difficult to comprehend. Even the Green Emperor failed to comprehend it and chose to comprehend the rules of sky-solid instead.Most people thought there were only three thousand rules of heaven and earth but actually, the number of rules was over ten thousand.By comprehending one rule, the cultivator could become a celestial. However, there were ten rules that were the most famous of all.Namely, the rules of power, the rules of time, the rules of space, the rules of luck, the rules of yin and yang, the rules of sky-solid, and so on.By comprehending and reaching the maximum level of rules of space, a cultivator
The death of Mohsin had caused a stir.Roman had just killed many paragons with a punch as he followed Oskar into the compound of the Deifirm Sect. He sensed the disappearance of Mohsin's aura and quickly looked into the sky.When he saw the terrifying black hole, his scalp tingled and he was stunned."Mohsin is dead?" He found it hard to believe a notorious devil cultivator, a level eight supreme paragon, the elder of the Darkness Sacred Land got killed by Severin.In the beginning, when he first learned the Darkness Sacred Land had sent Mohsin to invade Southsky, he was very worried.When Severin gradually gained the upper hand in the fight and was able to contend with Mohsin, Roman was really surprised.The worried feeling he had was gone immediately. The worst possible outcome that could happen was Severin getting injured and as Severin's follower, he should always be prepared to escape. Therefore, he followed Oskar and fought his way into the Deifirm Sect.It was already ve
Severin channeled his mana and obliterated the mark instantly. He then delved into the spatial ring with his divine senses to glance across the items stored within. The discovery left him surprised."I guess it shouldn't be surprising that a level eight supreme paragon would have so many ninth-grade alchemical ingredients!" Severin exclaimed as he observed the contents.The first item that caught his eye was a fruit exuding a rich, primordial vitality. Shaped like an apricot, it had a crisp yellow appearance with abundant patterns. The power of rules seemed to pulse within it from time to time.Severin then swiftly retrieved the ninth-grade fruit from within the ring. "A practitioner will be able to develop the Thunderwind Constitution after consuming the Wind-Thunder Apricot. It will align even more with those with wind and lightning attributes."Supreme paragons held such spiritual fruits in very high regard, for they offered them the chance to behold the rules of wind and lightn
Meanwhile, Willette, who was dressed in a green robe bearing embroidery of mystical clouds, stood atop the wall of Harson Pass and gazed southward. Concern surfaced from the depths of his eyes.Carson saw Willette's despondence and said with a sigh, "I don't think there's any more hope for Southsky. Based on the latest intel, Mohsin has already made his way to Southsky."Willette and Carson were at Greatflare at the moment and lacked any information about the situation at Southsky. However, they could not help but worry after hearing about Mohsin's plans. Their sect leader, Amethyst, had already informed them two days prior that Severin was guarding Southsky. Carson and Willette held high hopes for Severin, and Amethyst's message stated that Severin had achieved the level three supreme paragon upon emerging from seclusion. The news came as a shock to them. The feat of breaking through two levels in just half a year, even with the assistance of the unique time-flow within the Green
At that moment, the Wicked Tribe's leader, Alasdair, was in seclusion deep within the White Bone Palace. Countless streams of rich blood energy lingered around him, absorbing the spirits of those who had perished in battle. His level nine supreme paragon aura was so strong that it seemed to tower above everything around him.All of a sudden, a panicked voice reverberated outside the gate and roused Alasdair from his meditation. His expression soured after the interference.He then transformed into a wisp of black smoke and materialized in front of White Bone Palace. Glancing coldly at the disciple who had disturbed him, he asked icily, "Why are you in such a panic? I expect a proper justification for interrupting my meditation or else I may well harness your spirit for my Thousand-Soul Flag!"Riyyan was already terror-stricken by Mohsin's demise, and he struggled to string a coherent sentence together. "Sect Leader, sir, the situation has taken a turn for the worse. Elder Mohsin's s
Alasdair's expression darkened further when that thought crossed his mind. Regardless of who the perpetrator was, the fact remained that Mohsin had died.The demise of a level eight supreme paragon significantly weakened the Wicked Tribe's overall might, especially as one of their level nine supreme paragon elders had perished at the Eastern Sea. Even though the deviant techniques that they practiced allowed them to secure rapid advancement, becoming a level eight supreme paragon remained a height of achievement for any faction.Mohsin's sudden death had thrown a spanner in the works of Alasdair's previous plans, which irritated him greatly."Damn it!" he cursed to himself. The failed invasion of Southsky and the loss of a supreme paragon elder only fueled his frustration further.Regardless of whether Severin was involved in Mohsin's demise, Alasdair blamed it all on Severin. After ranting to himself, he coldly instructed Riyyan, "Thank you for informing you. You may leave."Alas
Lending support to Northsea's barbarics was the third elder, Heath, and the fifth elder, Cuthbert. Neither specialized in combat, and their attainment levels were only at level eight supreme paragon. They were still a half-step away from reaching level nine, but that gap should not be underestimated due to how much it might be magnified in the eyes of ninth-grade practitioners.Upon hearing the conversation between the two elders, Sherman suddenly recalled that Mohsin was heading to Southsky. He murmured, "Could this whole thing be related to Southsky?"The initially stunned Carson exchanged a glance with Sherman before scoffing, "You're overestimating Severin. He's only a level three supreme paragon, and Mohsin is a whole five levels higher. Just because he has a mere protective divine weapon doesn't mean that is enough to bridge the gap between five realms."Willette agreed and shook his head. "I find it more believable to expect that Mohsin was killed by the people in Northsea th
Onboard the Sumoon Airship that was hovering above the Deifirm Sect, Severin finally managed to put a stop to his injuries after consuming several spiritual pills. The shattered earth in his wrecked inner world gradually healed while the aura of heaven and earth began to recover. Even the lingering power of rules in the void was starting to repair his inner world.At the same time, the once haggard-looking mini-Severin was now surrounded by a dense abundance of energy and blood that resembled a bloody cloud.Meanwhile, the wounds in Severin's physical body from his previous battle with Mohsin healed by the strong energy and blood. Those scabbed wounds were even starting to shine with a bronze luster.Severin finally let out a sigh of relief after using his divine senses to ascertain that his injuries and spiritual energy had stabilized. He opened his eyes slowly, and a gleam of light glowed within them. He soon felt a surge of joy as he sensed that he was on the verge of making a br
At that instant, Infernatur and Damnatur felt a sudden chill, as if an impending doom loomed on the horizon.Severin then said softly to them, "I'm gonna need you as a helping hand!"Infernatur and Damnatur recoiled as a horrifying realization dawned upon them."Have you taken that leap?" Infernatur's voice trembled with uncertainty.Severin remained silent and simply waved his hand gently. The 129,600 cosmic laws surged with boundless power, reducing the huge figures of Infernatur and Damnatur to dust.Within moments, two essences of pure primordial power flowed into Severin's inner world, while the desolate chaos sea crumbled and was consumed by his voracious appetite.Severin's form eventually began to fade until it became a flicker of light that vanished completely. His consciousness had been devoured entirely.Everything before him was empty and devoid of substance.An indefinite amount of time passed before Severin's voice echoed through the emptiness, "Chaos springs from
With a deft stroke of the bronze halberd, the path hovering above Severin shattered."This is a peculiar weapon," Severin recoiled in alarm, raising the Oculus Blade to defend himself "It has the ability to dismantle the great path!"Simultaneously, he utilized his space-time path to shield against potential assaults, especially any sneak attacks.Explosions reverberated, unleashing torrents of elemental energy and spatial turbulence throughout the chaotic sea. Time passed indeterminately amidst the chaos.For centuries, the trio engaged in combat, their auras undiminished by time's passage.Meanwhile, the four Dominus Nosters in the Celestial Realm waged war against the extraterrestrial intruders, reclaiming territories with unparalleled ferocity.Under the leadership of figures like Callide, the extraterrestrials were simply no match for them.The Southern, Western, and Devil Regions were reclaimed quickly, yet everyone from the Celestial Realm remained vigilant, for war conti
Outside the Heaven Palace, the few who had been appointed Dominus Noster along with a cohort of quasi-royal celestials were faced with the grim reality at hand.Clad in resplendent hues, Callide—who was their leader and carried the title Dominus Noster Arcanum—donned celestial attire woven from stars and the galaxy. With a regal bearing, she commanded from atop a cloud, "Follow me, my brethren! We shall vanquish the extraterrestrials in the Devil Realm!""At your command, Dominus Noster Arcanum!""Yes, Dominus Noster Arcanum!"With their resounding battle cries, streams of light surged across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, converging upon the territories occupied by the extraterrestrials—they were the Devil Region, Southern Region, and the Western Region.Amidst the vibrant rainbow, a towering figure emerged, blotting out the sky and earth. Everyone recognized that figure as Severin, and knew that the battle against the quasi-celestial regents would soon begin.Adrian, who was alrea
Armin then spoke with a calm authority, "You cannot remain in this time and space, for you are from the future. It is time you return."As he uttered these words, Severin sensed an invisible force pushing against him and urging him to depart.Standing upon the river of time, he overlooked the tumult of the quasi-celestial regent conflict looming below. He mumbled Armin's counsel, "By receiving nourishment, shattering constraints, tearing open chaos, and reaching the other side…" As Severin pondered over those revelations for an indefinite amount of time, clarity dawned upon him like the sudden rising sun. "So that's the way!"By the time he snapped to his senses, he discovered that his primal spirit had traversed countless epochs in the river of time. "Did I spend that long in the river of time?" he asked himself. Fortunately, the duration he spent in the river of time was but a fleeting moment in the real world.Severin's resolve solidified. Though his brief discourse with Armin,
Severin could sense the mental connection between himself and the weapon, almost as if it was an extension of himself. Severin then raised his gaze to the celestial expanse beyond."I'm almost on Armin's level now that I've made a breakthrough to the rank of quasi-celestial sovereign. However, facing the extraterrestrials' quasi-celestial regents isn't going to be easy meat for me," he mused aloud.Armin was once the sovereign architect of the Imperial Court and the ruler of the Celestial Realm, yet even he found himself at the mercy of the attack of Heaven's Will. Even a mighty quasi-celestial sovereign was reduced to naught but dust.Severin felt the weight of the responsibility settle upon him. Confronting the two quasi-celestial regents would require him to transcend to the realm of celestial sovereign—a realm of which he had scant knowledge of.He understood the concept of the celestial sovereign only in the context of attaining liberation through enlightenment via the 3,000 p
In the vast expanse of the chaotic sea, occasional gusts of strong wind whipped up the formidable chaotic energy. A single whirlpool could claim the life of even a true immortal.Amidst that tumult, two colossal figures lay prone within the abyss. They emanated an aura of unparalleled power, commanding even the paths to heed their authority. The turbid breath exhaled in their slumber had the capacity to tear the fabric of the chaotic void, unveiling dreamlike cosmic chiliocosms.They were the progenitors of the extraterrestrial race, the alpha and omega of the enigmatic beings. Their names were Infernatur and Damnatur. To the uninitiated, and sometimes even to their own kind, it was widely believed that Infernatur and Damnatur were distinct entities. However, they were but facets of the same being.Infernatur could be deemed the primordial offspring of chaos itself, having borne witness to the most primitive and barbaric epochs of the Bleu Celestial Realm. Being born of chaos, he po
Heaven Palace could now boast four royal celestials, along with nearly 20 quasi-royal celestials and 5,000 true immortals. Those esteemed individuals once served the Longevity Alliance, Clear Wind Sect, Tri Celestial Island, and Ingeni Paradise. While their numbers paled in comparison to the 120,000 true immortals during the ancient Imperial Court's heyday, Severin was confident that he could revive that with time. After all, the new Imperial Court had only just been re-established, and there was still more work to do.Severin then addressed the assembly, "As you continue raising your attainment, you shall have to anticipate the looming threat of conflict with the extraterrestrials. Now that you have are bestowed with titles as the custodians of heaven and earth, it is our solemn duty to reciprocate the blessings bestowed upon us.""Yes, we shall!" echoed the resolute affirmation from the gathered immortals.Having concluded his address, Severin went to speak briefly with Diane and
In the Heaven Palace, Callide sensed that the aura emanating from Severin was simultaneously as vast the sky and ocean but as indiscernible as that of a mortal. Tremors of terror gripped her, as she knew that he had far surpassed the realm of a cultivator who had attained the perfect-stage royal celestial. It was no exaggeration to say that Severin could obliterate a royal celestial with a mere thought.Balke, Libra, and Creatia shared Callide's apprehension. To them, Severin embodied the very essence of the path—intangible, silent, abstruse, incomprehensible, and undetectable.As the imperial robe adorned Severin, Balke and the others bowed in reverence. "Long live the Celestial Sovereign!" they chanted in unison.A subtle wave of fortune floated toward the heavenly heart imprint as Severin acknowledged their worship with a satisfied smile. He raised his hand and lifted them effortlessly with an unseen force.With a thunderous voice that resonated in their ears, Severin proclaimed
The true immortals, quasi-royal celestials, and even the eminent royal celestials held their breath. Everyone observed in silence as Severin wielded the heavenly heart imprint.With each strand of luck infused into the heavenly heart imprint, Severin sensed his dominion over the Bleu Celestial Realm becoming stronger. He had the feeling that he could reshape the world with only a single thought.Once the destinies of tens of thousands of races were bound with the heavenly heart imprint, the golden tourmaline quivered violently and radiated an aura that could be felt across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands. Acknowledging the momentous occasion, Severin tapped his forehead and directed a fragment of his soul to command the heavenly heart imprint. The 3,000 great paths within him erupted from his being and materialized."Today shall be the day that I, Severin, rebuild the Imperial Court in the Nine Heavens! As wielder of the great path, the world shall be inscribed in me, and I shall embody